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After Shi Mengrong successfully merged with Sangtian, Qingyun Mountain underwent a transformation.

At the gate of Qingyun Mountain, people were constantly bustling about, with cultivators coming and going in an endless stream.

Some were ascending the mountain, while others were descending.

There were also some who came specifically to leave dream imprints or to pay homage to the sacred ground.

In short, at least fifty to sixty thousand people passed through the gate of Qingyun Mountain every day.

Today was the moment of parting for Zhuzi, Gouzi, and Uncle Tie.

Uncle Tie came in response to the Dao Lord's call to exorcise demons, but the process was too bizarre, the past was irretrievable, and things had turned into the current situation.

He came with two children, but he would return with only one.

The honest and simple Zhuzi was kept by Ji Zhongfu and became one of Ji Zhongfu's Dao attendants, or perhaps even more than just a Dao attendant, depending on Zhuzi's fortune, he might even become a disciple, even if only an outer disciple.

Although Gouzi was very clever and had some small wisdom, he was not valued by Ji Zhongfu, who still preferred honest and simple people.

However, Gouzi's fortune was also good, as he was valued by a lone traveler from the Divine-Demon Realm, who was also one of the previous hundred people.

He was considered one of the top experts in the Divine-Demon Realm at the time, and the reason he was a lone traveler was that he had previously been a rogue cultivator with a very magical life.

He was originally a failed scholar who accidentally discovered a cultivation method while browsing ancient books, and fortunately had a strong aptitude for cultivation, so he embarked on the path of cultivation.

It was just that the Divine-Demon Realm later underwent great changes, and he became a follower of Ji Zhongfu.

Arriving in the main world, he saw the Confucian School and felt a great liking for it, as it was composed of scholars.

Well, although these scholars were different from those in his world, the principle remained the same, and scholars would also develop.

Developing into a force like the current Confucian School was not wrong, right?

He planned to join the Confucian School after the people of the Divine-Demon Realm were completely settled.

Gouzi's cleverness and quick wit made him very fond of him, and the Confucian School liked such people, not afraid of small cleverness, as the Confucian School was best at teaching.

As long as they didn't go astray, being clever was even better.

After seeking Gouzi and Uncle Tie's opinions, he kept Gouzi by his side.

Uncle Tie was naturally satisfied.

Although both of the children he brought out were staying, it was a cause for joy.

If he took them home, how high could his own level be?

Following him, the children could only be guaranteed not to starve, but if they wanted to become strong, if they wanted to achieve great things, they still had to stay.

Although Gouzi and Zhuzi were very reluctant and even wanted to go back with him.

He sternly reprimanded and dissuaded them.

Thus, today was the moment for Uncle Tie to return home, and Gouzi and Zhuzi came to see Uncle Tie off at the gate of Qingyun Mountain.

There was also the scholar who accepted Gouzi as a nominal disciple.

The scholar also came on behalf of Ji Zhongfu, who had been having a headache recently, thinking about making money all day, and did not come to see Uncle Tie off.

But no matter what, through the courtesy and gifts given to Gouzi and Uncle Tie, the Divine-Demon Realm was worth talking about.

They repaid kindness with gratitude, which was a very good display of themselves.

"Fellow Daoist, take care on your journey, and come back to visit when things are stable."

The scholar said to Uncle Tie, who was only at the sixth level of the Entrance Stage.

An extraordinary being addressed him as a Fellow Daoist, and although Uncle Tie had corrected him many times, he had become accustomed to it.

"Thank you, Senior, as long as I am still alive, I will definitely come back," Uncle Tie said, not daring to really consider himself his Fellow Daoist.

The senior was being courteous because of the help he had provided, and he could not get carried away.

"The Clan Leader could not come in person due to seclusion, so he entrusted me and Zhuzi to come and see you off, I hope Fellow Daoist will forgive him."

The scholar conveyed Ji Zhongfu's instructions.

"I dare not, I dare not, I dare not trouble Senior Ji," Uncle Tie said in a panic.

To be honest, he was only at the third or fourth level of the Entrance Stage when he came, but now he was at the sixth level of the Entrance Stage in less than two months.

The improvement during this time was all thanks to the seniors of the Divine-Demon Realm.

It was not that they were specifically improving him, but that they thought of him when there were some benefits and gave him some.

That was how he achieved the sixth level of the Entrance Stage in such a short time, which he had never dared to imagine before.

Of course, it was also because the spiritual energy of the sacred ground was abundant, and the Daoist essence and spiritual intent permeated it, as well as the broadening of his horizons and the inspiration for his thinking.

But it was inseparable from the gifts of the Divine-Demon Realm.

They discussed and exchanged ideas with each other, and he could listen in, which was a great opportunity.

Therefore, his journey was tortuous and bizarre, and Zhuzi's bold move triggered the current situation.

Even because Ji Zhongfu chose not to form a large force, no one even resented him, and the cultivators of Qingyun Mountain found him very pleasing to the eye.

After all, this guide did not bring much loss to everyone, and instead, the Divine-Demon Realm, which did not form a force, became the nourishment for the large forces.

He was praised by everyone for being a guide.

His luck could be said to be really good.

Uncle Tie finally left, resolutely turning around and leaving amidst the weeping of Zhuzi and Gouzi.

Qingyun Mountain was good, but it was not a place he could stay, as his ability was not enough to gain a foothold in Qingyun Mountain.

The current Qingyun Mountain started at the eighth or ninth level of the Entrance Stage, and even the eighth level was rare.

These eighth levels were not the eighth levels in the general sense, but the eighth levels with real will and strong combat power.

Even their combat power exceeded many ninth levels of the Entrance Stage.

In short, every simple one was challenged away by the peak experts of the Entrance Stage in the Divine-Demon Realm.

He still had his own concerns, and he still had his family.

The great change of ten years was coming soon, and he wanted to protect his people and family, even if it meant death.

It was not that no one had told him to stay, even if he could not gain a foothold in Qingyun Mountain, he could still go to Nanshi.

There were also many people from the Divine-Demon Realm in Nanshi who had already gained a firm foothold.

He could completely go there.

But he refused, still wanting to go back, because that was his home, and he had everything he wanted to protect.

The people of the Divine-Demon Realm did not persuade him after hearing this.

Wasn't he the same way? He had also sworn to protect his people, and what right did he have to ask others to give up protecting their people?

Perhaps he saw his past self, saw Uncle Tie's great love.

Although the experts of the Divine-Demon Realm were currently very poor, when Uncle Tie left, especially the first hundred people, they all gave their gifts.

They were poor, but that was in relation to extraordinary beings.

For Uncle Tie, who was at the sixth level of the Entrance Stage, they were all rich men and seniors.

These people's gifts were all placed in the storage bag.

The storage bag was also a valuable magical artifact, and Uncle Tie accidentally probed the gifts inside.

He trembled.

"Master, didn't you say that Qingyun Mountain is full of experts? Look at that uncle in front, I don't feel like he's much stronger than me."

Suddenly, a slightly immature voice broke Uncle Tie's trembling.

He subconsciously looked over and saw a child about the same age as Gouzi, who actually had the strength of the fifth level of the Entrance Stage.

And the middle-aged man beside the child gave him a feeling like an extraordinary being.

It seemed that he was not an extraordinary being, but he was definitely one step away from entering the extraordinary stage.

He had seen many such experts recently, and he could not be wrong.

"You are just a person ascending the mountain, but you look down on a legend descending the mountain, you deserve a beating!"

The middle-aged man was neither happy nor angry, and he didn't even see when he made a move, but he slapped the child on the head.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!" The child grimaced.

The middle-aged man ignored him, but instead cupped his fist apologetically towards Uncle Tie.

Uncle Tie, seeing that he couldn't win, decided to let it go. It was just childish talk, and Gouzi and Zhuzi were only that old. What was the point of arguing with children?

However, even though I'm not strong now, I will definitely become extraordinary.

The gift in the storage bag gave him confidence.

His former goal was to protect his clansmen, but now, in addition to protecting his clansmen, he had another goal: to become extraordinary.

Uncle Tie returned a salute to the middle-aged man and then strode away.

"Interesting. Even someone like him has such a commanding presence, so humble and neither elated by gain nor saddened by loss. Amazing. This person might achieve something extraordinary."

The middle-aged man was very satisfied with Uncle Tie's spirit.

Uncle Tie saw the gift and the hope of becoming extraordinary, so naturally, his spirit was outwardly manifested.

"We've arrived!"

Looking at the mountain gate not far away, the middle-aged man said with emotion.

This person had a nickname, Mr. Liu Da, and was a legend in Nanshi before.

Someone everyone thought had already lost control.

Even Xuan Huang had heard many legends about this person, who was rumored to have a special physique and could become stronger without cultivation.

Now, he had returned from his rebirth.

To understand this, we must go back six months, to a certain city in Anhui Province, where Mr. Liu Da, on the verge of death, was at the end of his rope.

A voice, 'Uncle, what's wrong?'

It was this child's cry that gave his about-to-lose-control spirit a moment of respite.

At that time, he didn't have time to explore why; he was just fortunate not to have lost control.

The child was like a gentle sun, with a pure and innocent heart. The moment their auras came close.

It was unimaginable that just an ordinary child could alleviate his crisis of losing control.

It seemed that as long as one was in front of this child, anyone would be calm and peaceful, stable and gentle.

Mr. Liu Da was taken to the child's home.

A home where only the child remained; the child's family was no longer there.

In this way, Mr. Liu Da learned the child's name. The child's nickname was Tongtong, and his full name was Wan Xintong.

Being by Wan Xintong's side provided some relief, but ultimately, it couldn't address the root cause.

But fate is so mysterious.

One day, Wan Xintong, who had gone to collect relief grain, returned and said, "Uncle, a Taoist uncle from Haidai Nanshi has come to spread the Dharma, saying that Xuan Huang Taoism can eliminate the strange and that cultivating Xuan Huang Taoism makes the spirit as stable as a mountain, fearless of external evils. Uncle, you always say that a great demon wants to harm you. Why don't you go learn the Taoist uncle's method?"

Initially, Mr. Liu Da didn't care.

Over the years, he had seen too many swindlers, even strange beings masquerading as such.

He immediately dismissed the Taoist uncle and Xuan Huang Taoism that Wan Xintong mentioned as fake.

Wandering and fighting against losing control had kept him from living in human settlements for a long time, so he hadn't been on the Strange Network for a very long time.

He didn't know about Xuan Huang's activities online. Besides, he was always in uninhabited wilderness, and no one told him.

He had been out of touch with the world for a long time.

But a Taoist from Haidai, and even from Nanshi, was ultimately a fellow townsman.

Perhaps feeling that he wouldn't live long, he wanted to see a fellow townsman. Even if it was fake, it was still a connection and a longing.

In this way, Tongtong dragged him to the very down-and-out Taoist uncle.

This Taoist was a Dharma-transmitting envoy of the Taoist sect, who had come to this place in Anhui Province through life-and-death crises.

This place seemed to be wary; under the control of the Spiritual Masters, the Taoist was unwelcome.

Only the people of the Taoist sect here, risking their lives, accepted him.

But without the support of the local major forces, they could only spread the word among the people like charlatans.

Unexpectedly, they attracted a big fish.

Mr. Liu Da, in this way, followed him into a dream with suspicion, and then…

Then there was no then.

He obtained the Xuan Huang Taoist method in his dream.

But he encountered the most difficult step right away.

Because he had been in a crisis of losing control for a long time, his mind was difficult to focus. What others could easily do, he found countless times more difficult.

For a full three months, a genius like him finally comprehended the visualization diagram to perfection.

For such a long time, if others didn't know, they would definitely think he was an ordinary person with little talent.

At least, Wan Xintong also learned the Xuan Huang Taoist method along with him.

Wan Xintong had no one to teach him, and no points, but he comprehended the visualization diagram to perfection in a week.

This difference, this speed, was faster than anyone from Qingyun Mountain before.

It was simply monstrous.

Wan Xintong also very considerately encouraged Mr. Liu Da, telling him not to rush and that he would protect him when he became stronger.

Of course, this was just what Wan Xintong said on the surface; secretly, he pitied the uncle.

So pitiful, so stupid, poor uncle.

But after three months, things suddenly changed.

In three months, even though Wan Xintong was unparalleled in talent, he was still in a weak stage and needed external supplements and resources.

Without resources, he could only cultivate slowly in this place.

It should be known that this place was not Qingyun Mountain, where spiritual energy was abundant.

The spiritual energy here was very thin.

In three months, Wan Xin only reached the second level of Entering the Realm.

It can be seen here that even a genius needs starting resources; without resources, it is difficult to rise rapidly.

And the stupid uncle he identified suddenly told him that he had comprehended the visualization diagram to perfection and would bid farewell to the danger of losing control in the future.

With the suppression of the Xuan Master's treasure, he would no longer lose control.

At that time, he remembered very clearly that although the uncle didn't say much, the joy with hope was unmistakable.

Joy from the heart, radiating a light that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Wan Xintong was very happy; the uncle had finally come alive.

But thinking of the difficulty of cultivation, Wan Xintong didn't want to discourage the uncle, so he just said that the uncle had to work hard.

But…

Three days later, the uncle said that he had re-refined to the first level of Entering the Realm, and Wan Xintong was a little surprised.

Another three days, the uncle said that he had re-refined to the second level of Entering the Realm, and Wan Xintong felt that it might be the uncle's previous accumulation.

Another three days, the uncle said the third level of Entering the Realm, Wan Xintong began to not speak.

Until three nines twenty-seven days, that is, a month, the uncle said that he was at the ninth level of Entering the Realm.

Wan Xintong: …?

The uncle also said: Don't worry, don't worry, I just used the Xuan Master's suppression to enter the ninth level of Entering the Realm. I will condense the true will next.

After another period of time, the uncle said: Condensing the true will is indeed difficult. Although I had a four-layer true will before, it took so long to reach the fifth layer.

Wan Xintong completely stopped talking from that time on.

The uncle simply didn't know the impact such speed had on a child.

After another period of time, the uncle said that his true will was at the sixth level, it was difficult to improve, and he needed to go to Qingyun Mountain to improve.

Qingyun Mountain can temper the will and learn the method of becoming extraordinary. Let's go.

In this way, Wan Xintong asked, Uncle, can you be my master?

Mr. Liu Da agreed.

The two of them walked all the way, subduing demons and eliminating monsters in the dream world to exchange for points.

With points, Wan Xintong made rapid progress.

Currently at the fifth level of Entering the Realm, this is still Liu Da's control over his cultivation.

For a period of time in the future, the focus will be on tempering the true will.

The progress of cultivation is not important.

…In this way, the two walked and walked to the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

They met Uncle Tie who was going down the mountain.

Uncle Tie went down the mountain, and they began to go up the mountain.

…(End of this chapter)